"Okay," Samantha said. There was still a hint of disbelief in her voice, but Tricia expected that to disappear once she had a real demonstration of the remote's power. "So this thing can change us into whatever we want?"
"It's all in here," Tricia confirmed. "Size, age, gender, species, left-handed, right-handed, bald, hourglass figure, what clothes you're wearing, how much eyeshadow--"
"I get the point," Sam interrupted. "That thing does mythology too?"
Tricia's left eyebrow perked up. "You want to be a unicorn just like we used to pretend?"
"Not exactly. I replaced that fantasy with a new one a few years ago." She reached her hand out, palm up. Tricia gave up the remote, cautioning her not to point it at either of them until she was ready to make her changes.
"This is amazing," Samantha said as she ran her eyes over all of the buttons.
"If you point it at yourself and press Scan, it can give you a complete readout of your current body. You should probably do that so the remote can store the information. It's like a backup, just in case the changes get too out of hand."
"Yeah, I can see yours in here," Samantha noticed. "Oh! You lying cow! Your weight is five pounds heavier than what you told me last week!"
Tricia's red eyes darted back and forth. "Um...well I was just estimating..."
Sam rolled her eyes in an "Uh, huh" expression and then returned to her examination of the remote.
"Besides, I probably weigh even more now with all these new features. Though none of it is added fat. It's not like I have to worry about stuff like that anyway. This remote's going to change our lives."
While Tricia went on to ponder how exactly it could change their lives, Samantha was busy pushing buttons and designing her new makeover. "Okay, are you ready?"
"Shouldn't I be asking you that question?" Tricia replied.
"Here. Go ahead and zap me, but don't look at the LCD screen. I want to see how long it takes you to guess what I'm going to turn into." She gave Tricia back the remote, carefully so that they didn't accidentally push any of the buttons. Then she stood in the middle of the room and prepared to be zapped.